ZARA’S POV“Where do you think you are going?”Jae stopped so abruptly that he nearly stumbled. He turned towards Dad with the most innocent expression I had ever seen him attempt.“Alpha, but—”Dad crossed the distance between them, caught him by the collar and pulled him away from the doorway.“Sit down.”“I'm not hungry.”“You were hungry enough to come into my house and inspect the food. Sit.”Jae looked at me as though I had personally arranged his execution. I pressed my lips together, trying not to laugh, while Dad guided him back to his chair and released his collar.“Now,” Dad said, taking his seat again, “let us eat.”Jae stared at the plate in front of him. His expression was so miserable that I almost felt bad for him. Almost.Mum had already picked up her fork. Dad tasted the fried egg rice first, chewing thoughtfully as he examined the food. Before he could say anything, Mum took a mouthful herself.“Zara, this is good,” she said, reaching for another bite. “Did you real
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